Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by InnerStrength, Jan 21, 2009.

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  1. InnerStrength

    InnerStrength Well-Known Member


    Life hangs over me

    Like a thick quilt, smothering and monstrous

    It is mixture of my percieved imperfections

    And existence in over-drive

    Inadequecy is the barbed pillow I sink into at night

    I don't mind the scratches they cause

    Because the barbs are my own fingernails

    I wonder if there is a meaning to anything, a reason

    Or if I am just here because of instinct

    The Quilt becomes my lover

    The only thing that ever knows me

    Completely and without regret

    Life lacks regret in knowing me,

    How comforting...how comforting​
  2. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Member Safety & Support SF Supporter

    Amazing poem :heart:
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